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Malik Bishop:
[narrating]
My name is Malik Bishop and I'm a professional hitman. Mm-hmm. See up until a month ago I was the hardest, coldest bastard to screw a silencer on a pistol. Now you're probably thinking, what kind of moral existence is that... professional hitman? Well, the way I see it the world is full of people that quite frankly we all could do without. Some argue that I'm one of those people. But I digress. I'm what you call a custodian of anthropoligical affairs, meaning I kill motherfuckers that are worthless.

Malik Bishop:
[narrating after O.G. Buddy cusses out their boss Damien]
Damien was definitely one rib short of a slab. Change was definitely in the air: change for Buddy, change for Damien and change for me. That afternoon I watched Buddy self-destruct just like I watched my father self-destruct. Buddy knew that going up against Damien was like blowing your own brains out. Damien was a crazy motherfucker, that's for sure. Suddenly, the things that Buddy talked about before, made sense: this was a shitty job.

Malik Bishop:
[narrating]
When I was ten, my father put a bullet in my mother's heart, rattled off some cryptic shit about the rent bein' due, and then he put a slug in his own head. With that level of Jackson-family-on-crack-type dysfunction, it's no wonder I turned out the way I did.

Malik Bishop:
Now, I don't generally celebrate Thanksgiving in the traditional sense. Personally, I feel like the Indians should have gotten their hands on some muskets and busted some caps in those non-taxpaying, disease-carrying, land-stealing Pilgrims.

Malik Bishop:
So, this is what it all comes down to, huh? Me, about to put a slug into a woman whose only crime was being loved by a nut-case gangster, wanna-be-white-Martin-Luther-King-on-crack. And now, all those feelings was coming out strange and foreign, forcing their way out of me like a bad burrito or something.

Damien Wiles:
["America, The Beautiful" plays softly in background, with gradual crescendo throughout]
Let me tell you something. There are no colors around here, Mister. No color lines.

[referring to Dr. Martin Luther King Jr]

Damien Wiles:
I'm a believer in the teachings of your great leader, that a man should be judged by his character and not by his color. I take black kids off the streets, I clean 'em up, I give 'em a job.

Damien Wiles:
[continuing his anti-racism speech and references to Dr. King]
I, like your leader, I have a dream. And I dream that Blacks and Whites and Reds and Yellows will be brought together hand in hand as one. And under my divine guidance, we will eliminate racism from this great country of ours. And any bigot who wants to stand in the way of racial harmony gets so much lead that their heads will look like day-old pizza. And we'll descend from the mountain tops into the promised land in peace and harmony... with me in control.

Malik Bishop:
[Voiceover, to the audience]
Well, after a little arm-twisting, I decided to do it. Hell, holiday pay seemed pretty good to me, 'specially since I was planning to disappear after this job. A little extra padding in the nest egg wouldn't hurt nobody.